about this story

the life of a toy is a hard one. people all day pick us up, with their smelly, greasy fingers. never caring to think how we might feel. some toys have it harder than others. like people toys always seem to get killed by the evil aliens and their attacks. how do you know that we want to always kill people? i mean aliens have feelings too you know? then there is dinosaurs. they always seem to be viewed as mean, pushy, and loves to eat meat. but for you information us toy dinosaurs like cheese, crackers & sometimes caviar. the only inanimate object people seem to care for & love is that darn iphone junk. i mean come on really? it doesn't do anything exciting or worth wild. can it lead you to a fanatasy world which you can only dream of. yet sadly, all people care about is that iphone. down with you iphone! whatever thow i guess me & all the toys can just go to our weekly rave that we throw... ahh the life of a toy. :/